A/N: Hey! This is my first Fan-Fiction! I hope you guys like this…I'm having some writers block difficulty. This is gonna be a short first chapter so enjoy! ^-^
It was horrid and restless. So much fear and discomfort, everyone was in a frenzy. Usually nights were quiet and piece filled on Mt. Olympus but not tonight. There were many a whisper as the gods and goddesses went about disputing the situation.
"Are you sure you want to do this?"
"I don't think it's a good idea…"
"Do we even have a choice?"
"I don't think this is logical! I mean think of what this will do to western civilization!"
"Why don't we just stand up and fight!?"
Suddenly there was a loud clap of thunder and the whole place shook.
"ENOUGH!" said a voice from the main thrown. It was annoyed and gruff and sounded unnaturally worried for someone who was always in control and was "Mr. Hey you get off my cloud."
The three main gods sat quietly as the other gods got quiet.
"Brother?" Poseidon asked calmly looking at his older brother with worry and sadness. He knew what was coming and so did there little brother. They both watched Zeus carefully. Everyone was quiet as the sound chaos and destruction got closer and closer to Mt. Olympus. Zeus didn't want to do this but there was no choice. Better this then what awaits them soon. He looked over to the messenger god with sad eyes and everyone knew then.
"Hermes…bring in the orbs."
To be continued…